Pampered by Millions

    The last sunset of the 30th century came directly from the distant sky, the dusky shadow smeared the transparent walls, the good lighting made the interior full, white desks, white walls, elegant wearing a pure white doctor's uniform For the woman, the only colorful embellishments are the blooming red **** flowers in the transparent bottle, and the golden satin-like hair under her white hat.

     "When you sleep and then open your eyes, the millennium is coming," the female doctor who routinely checked her physical condition smiled at the young man in front of her: "Your mental and physical development Very well, next month at the latest, it will have a basic form, and then you need to do a level assessment and participate in the battle of the first tier."

    "Thank you."

    He answered.

    "You're welcome, number 99999," the female doctor's lips curved into an arc, and she reminded softly, "Your examination is over."

    "Want me to call you next?"

    "The next one will come in by myself." The cobalt blue pen in the doctor's hand shone brightly. She tapped the side door with the hand holding the pen: "Please come this way."

    The lamp looked at her for a moment, the latter maintained the same expression, he smiled arrogantly, stood up and walked quickly away from the medical room.

    "Hello, five nines," someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind: "Did you try to communicate with Dr. Fendi again? It's useless, she's just a one-star machine Ji, I can't make a superfluous response."

    "I know," turned her head to the side of the lamp, the fiery red hair in her eyes looked like a golden sun, and the freckled girl squinted and smiled at him: "I asked casually, is there a cigarette? "

    "Yes," the girl rubbed the flaming phoenix on her shoulders, she took out a cigarette from the bird's mouth: "Can you see it now?"

    "Yes, a big one."

    "Then you are not far from the battlefield. Have you guessed the level of your consciousness beast?"

    "Samsung," Chao Deng casually said, "I hope he is more handsome."

    "Where does the confidence come from."

    "Go first, thank you for the smoke."

    "I won't be soft when you meet me on the battlefield, it doesn't matter if we are in the same batch or not," the girl smiled and said, "Your consciousness beast is the latest in our group to form, either it is very good or not. Very bad, if very bad…”

    "?"

      Knowing what we're up against in the end is what matters."

    “…Thank you?”

    "You're welcome."

      You know, to be precise, everyone here has no name. They are just like a product, named by a specific number. His number is 99999, and the same batch of familiar people call him five nines. Contrary to this, , in this huge building that reaches almost to the ceiling, only machines can have personalized names.

    Like the female doctor Fendi who examined him just now, even though she looks like a human, she is also an out-and-out robot. In a tower-like building, through technology, robots can maximize the development of the human brain, and guide a wide variety of spiritual powers of different strengths and weaknesses. The embodiment of spiritual power is the 'conscious beast', before the red-haired girl rested on the shoulders. The fire phoenix is ​​her consciousness beast. Humans with consciousness beasts are collectively referred to as power users.

    It's like after the success of "Terminator" or "The Matrix", but unfortunately this is reality, not a movie, since he opened his eyes again, the system in his mind has disappeared, even if he thinks now There is no way to talk to Caesar... life dilemma.

    The tower he was in was extremely silent at night. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you could see another giant tower standing in the distance. The nebula and moonlight swayed down the top of the tower. Going up, the more powerful opponents you can meet, the more people can enjoy better living conditions, and the number will also change accordingly. He locks the door, and the necessary living facilities are all available in the not-so-spacious room. Close the lights.

    The next morning, he got up in a daze and went to the restaurant on the first floor to eat, and a few people in his group rushed to greet the lamp, he carried the plate, and simply sat with them Just as they were about to chat, one of them pointed at the scrolling news and widened his eyes. Chao Deng frowned slightly at the fleeting panic.

    "Okura...Okura has a new criminal!"

    "So the hunting battle is coming?! Damn it, my consciousness beast only has two stars!"

    "Isn't this going to send us to death?? Those idiots—"

    "Shh," someone covered the speaker's mouth: "There is surveillance, don't talk nonsense."

    …

    …

    "What is Okura?"

    Towards the lightway.

    "Fuck me, my ninth brother, I will obey you regardless of ignorance." The young boy who spoke first clicked his tongue: "Okura is slang, and it refers to the prison for felons in the tower. , someone will be sent there every once in a while, some are real criminals, some have made mistakes in the tower, no matter what, the force value will definitely crush us ordinary power users, once a new criminal is sent Entering Okura, there will be a hunting battle..."

    "Huh?"

    "Put the Okura criminals and ordinary power users into the same field, let the criminals kill each other with us, the tower has a total of 100 floors, and draw 100 people from each floor, if the criminals kill If the power user comes from the upper floors of the tower, the criminals can enjoy better treatment and live in the upper floors of the Okura, while for the power user, as long as they survive the hunting battle, they can more or less live in the higher floors,” The boy shook his finger: "Survival of the fittest."

    "How about a hundred people?"

    "It's random, let's see if luck will hit the ghost," he paused: "Your consciousness beast... hasn't come out yet?"

    "No," took a bite of bread towards the lamp: "It sounds scary."

      The thin young man was wearing handcuffs and followed the robot into the warehouse. He had neat short white-blond hair and gray-blue eyes. Even if he was only half profiled, the man's appearance was breathtakingly beautiful. The most striking thing was his eyes. With deeply sunken eye sockets and long, slender eyes, with bright colors brewing in them, he seemed to be indifferent to everything, like a rebellious wolf.

    Good! handsome! what! I! day!

    Seeing that people around him were not paying attention, the boy suddenly lowered his voice.

    "Hey, do you want to—"

    "Don't."

    Handsome! die! towards! lamp! !

    "Are you so unwilling to sleep with you?" The boy gave him a stern look: "Three-star abilities are the strongest on the first to twenty-five floors. How many people want to climb on his bed but can't, you might as well take advantage of these big men when they can still see themselves..."

    "Why don't you go?" Chao Deng smiled, his black eyes slightly curved: "You look quite cute."

    "...I'm straight!"

    The boy's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he roared without warning, causing the people around him to look at them strangely.

    "I see, I know," Zhao Deng replied, "I really don't want to sleep with you, tell your boss."

    When he was about to pack up the plate and leave the table, the boy suddenly whispered.

    "...If you don't agree," he hesitated: "He will probably find a way... to arrange you into the 100 people in the hunting battle, and he will wait for you to ask him..."

    Speaking of which, he didn't have any specific guesses as to who the boy's subordinates were. In the past two months, this kind of thing is not rare, but Samsung... At least yesterday, the red-haired beautiful sister let me Lao Tzu sleeps with four or five stars, and Samsung sleeps with P.

    He responded to the lamp, picked up the plate and walked away from the table.

    In the hunting battle list released three days later, as expected, he saw his number in it, during which the boy came to him twice, but was rejected by Chao Deng, until the day of the hunting battle , his consciousness beast has not yet formed, Chao Deng followed the other ninety-nine selected people into the dressing room, all the power users will change into dark red cloaks and battle clothes in the single dressing room, and the inside of the cloak is embroidered with The number is the number of the power user participating in the hunt. According to the instructions of the robot following him, Chao Lan took off all his clothes and handed it to the waiting robot, and then took the cloak from the robot.

    The moment he opened the cloak, he frowned, and he immediately opened the door, but the robot that should have been waiting for him to come out has disappeared.

    Calculated.

    The battle suit that was supposed to be placed inside the cloak turned into a ball of light and transparent black lace, he scratched his hair towards the lamp, and irritably threw the suggestive bodysuit into the trash Barrel, the broadcast urging the ability user to prepare sounded overhead. If he gave up participating in the hunt, the ability user would be regarded as a criminal and directly imprisoned in Okura.

    Shit, just hang on.

      The characters are embroidered with 99999, and the heavy cloak can almost wrap his whole body, only a piece of white greasy ankle is faintly exposed. After putting on his shoes, he opened the door to the lamp and walked out.

    "A layer of power user enters the hunting ground and evades for 100 minutes."

    "The second-floor power user entered the hunting ground and avoided it for 90 minutes."

    …

    …

    "The hundred-layer power user enters the hunting ground, and the hunting battle officially begins."

    The whole hunt was carried out on an isolated island. He didn't know how the robots conjured up the island overnight. Most of the east was half-height white grass, and the west was messy The staggered heavy trees, the criminals are coming from the woods in the west, some power users who are afraid of encountering criminals will first go to the direction away from the woods as much as possible, but it is easier to expose the trail. way to escape...

    Just dig a hole and hide yourself.

    What to do, it's over.

      He hid in a slightly hidden place and rested. Last night, because he was preparing for the hunting battle, he was pulled by the same batch of power users and listened to a lot of precautions. The boy who was pimped before repeatedly persuaded Chao Deng to bow his head and be obedient, thinking Some of these are gone, but after a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

    The hunting battle lasted for three days. Unexpectedly, when he woke up at the morning light, the sky was gradually dark. He slept for so long without being found. , remembered a fruit tree that passed by during the day, and although there was probably someone there, he decided to go and have a look.

    Not waiting for him to take a step, the light from the back made Zhao Deng's body stiff, something pressed against his neck, and the voice that sounded in the gloom had a strange hoarseness.

     "Take off the cloak and give me the number, spare your life," the young man smiled maliciously: "Little brother?"

    "...I'm on the first floor, five digits," he said, "It's useless to take my number, you—"

      Layer, seeing is believing... wow."

      To hell?"

    Taking advantage of the moment when the young man retracted the dagger, he turned his head towards the lamp and ran away. The man behind whistled and something wrapped around his ankle. He fell to the ground, the dark red velvet cloak rose and fell, the light shone on his bare snow-white calf, and the warm palm pressed against his skin.

    The man raised his eyebrows, he stepped on the young man and bent down, the latter screamed in pain.

    "You are called to kill, not to kill."

    The lantern in the hands of the young man he stepped on rolled to the ground, the man suddenly leaned down, and his fingers reached the cloak facing the lamp along the brim of the cloak, because of his movement, the neck of the lamp and the A small piece of bare back is exposed. His back is very thin. The vertebrae under his skin are like budding flowers. The snow-colored skin and the dark red velvet complement each other. 's body, the latter shrank involuntarily.

    "Okay, so fragrant..." The young man watching on the side had an inexplicable sweetness in his throat, and he murmured, "Boss, do you want to demonstrate in person?"

    The halo flowed through the man's white-blond hair, and when he got close, he could see the other's appearance clearly, this man was—

     Pupils shrink towards the lamp.

    "It's 99999, I got it." The man withdrew his hand, kicked the young man to the ground with one foot, and turned his head to the lamp: "You go."

    Grey-blue, wolf-like eyes.

    Exactly like the dizzying number one criminal on the news.

    Zhao Deng was stunned: "You..."

    You tm finish teasing me but don't **** me, what do you mean, friend?